The Bus贸 festivities is a tradition stemming from a few thousand-year-old nature-praising belief system: its source was the worship of the mythological figure of the God Pan. It was the celebration of the ancient tribes, pastors, forest men from the Adriatic to the Balaton. It is a wonder that against all prohibitions of the Church and the unprofessional treatment the tradition is still preserved nowadays.

The Bus贸 festivities is a celebration of farewell to Winter, a welcome of Spring, the renewal of nature, birth, and the progeny of cattle. It is partly the promise of love, embrace, lust, growing up, becoming a man, belief in the future, happiness, friendship, and the will to live as well as overcoming demons.

Until the recent past, it was only the celebration of the people of Moh谩cs. According to the oral tradition, the Bus贸 who crossed the river on boats chased the Turkish away from the area of Moh谩cs in 1687. This has never been proven but possible since it is well known that the Turkish are very suspicious and the frightening Bus贸s looked like the devil especially when the Turkish saw an army of them. According to traditions, the Turkish fled in panic when they saw the horrible army.

The Bus贸s dressed in fur coat turned inside out tied with a string. They wore white pants, sometimes stuffed with hey. Sometimes they also wore motley stockings and boots tied across with laces. The most important part of the cloths was the mask carved of red sallow usually painted dark red. It always showed a human face, with special characters of emotions. In olden times, their owners carved the masks, nowadays mask makers make them ornamented with ram horns in many cases. The Bus贸s also carried a satchel, a sheep bell, and the 'weapons' like a rattle and a mace with them.

The Bus贸 never took off his mask; he never uncovered himself. It was the most important rule, which was always kept. He even changed his way of walking so nobody would recognize him. He did not speak only gesticulated or sounded a bao-bao noise by which he tried to frighten the people who dared to approach him. Bus贸s were roaming the streets with their noisy instruments. They hug every woman who they happened to meet. Music was played and drink was flowing. They danced, had fun, and enjoyed themselves over three nights and three days from Sunday until Pancake Day.